I look to Jack. “Is it?”
He nods. “Everything is fine. As long as he treats you well.”
I slip my hand in Lucas’s bigger one, signaling to Jack that we’re a team.
My brother doesn’t stay long. His plane had just landed this morning, and he’d come straight to Lucas’s to confront him. He wanted to go home and shower. They agreed to meet at the club later so he, Tristan, and Lucas could discuss his findings about each city.
Once he leaves, I relax, my shoulders dropping in relief. “It’s done.”
Lucas nods. “It’s done.”
Reaching up, I slide my fingers across his jaw. “I’m sorry.”
“I’d take a hit for you any day,” he says with his charming grin. “Ask me why.”
I crinkle my nose, confused, but I do it anyway. “Why would you take a hit for me?”
He takes my hands in his. “Because I love you, Rainey Dare. This might not be the most romantic setting or way of telling you, but it’s true.” Lifting my hands, he presses a kiss on my knuckles.
Warmth fills me along with a sense of all being right, finding my guy, security, someone who loves me for me and not my last name.
Grinning, I say, “Well, it’s a good thing you do. Because I love you, Lucas Carras. And I told my brother he’d better get used to us because I’m not letting you go.”
He cups my face in his hands and lowers his mouth to mine. I expect the kiss to be hard and fast. Instead, it’s soft and meaningful. He’s not reacting with desire, though that alwaysexists between us, he’s reaching for my emotions and revealing his.
He takes his time, delving deep, his tongue sweeping back and forth inside. My stomach flips and my body tingles. I love him, and I’m experiencing what that means for the first time.
Breaking the kiss, he slides his hand against mine and leads me to his bedroom. I remove my high heels and suddenly feel smaller beside him. It’s not often that happens, not with my thicker curves. But he seems to appreciate them, a low growl coming from his throat.
His gaze never leaving mine, he undoes the buttons on the back of my sundress, lowers my shoulder straps, and the garment falls to the floor. Before he can rip my panties, I pull them down and step out of them. He immediately reaches around my back and unhooks my bra. Once it joins my other clothes on the floor, I’m naked before him.
All he’s wearing is a pair of black track pants, which he easily removes, and I discover he’s commando beneath them. I lick my lips at the sight of his cock standing erect, a drop of precum on the tip.
I begin to drop to my knees, but he stops me, hands on my arms. “No, sweetheart. This isn’t about me. It’s about us.”
He lifts me by the waist and places me on the bed. I scoot backward, knowing I’ll need the support of the pillows behind me. Desire thrums through my body, my nipples hard peaks, wetness dripping from my sex, and emotional need deep in my belly. But it’s my heart that’s pulsing in my chest, every beat meant for him.
I lay back and he comes over me, bracing his hands on either side of my head. His cock lays against my sex and he rubs his hard erection over my clit until my arousal begins to grow. The more he moves, the wetter I become, and the more I need him to fill me.
“I need you inside me.” The words sound like a plea and they are. I part my thighs wider. “Please, Lucas.”
“My pleasure, beautiful.” He shifts until his cock is at my entrance and seats himself just inside me.
I close my eyes and whimper at the tease, lifting my hips, pulling him deeper inside me but not enough.
“Look at me,” he says, and as I set my gaze on his, he slowly glides inside me, shifting his hips, filling me up, and making sure I feel his thickness until we’re fully joined.
When he begins to move, once again it’s not hard and fast, it’s with reverence, letting me know how much I mean to him. And if I have any doubt, all I need to do is look into those green orbs to know he’s right there with me. Feeling every emotion that’s overwhelming me, just as it is him.
He glides in and out, beginning to pick up the pace, his deep stare never breaking. With each thrust, my need grows until he shifts his hips and he takes me harder. It doesn’t take long for the familiar tingling to begin. Three more consecutive drives inside me and my release takes over. I’m overcome with emotion, my climax a glorious, intense thing that’s filled with wonder.
And love.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
Rainey
Ipull upto my office and because it’s so early, I find a spot out front. Grabbing my tote with all my notes, laptop, and the usual heavy items I tossed in, I walk to the front entrance. Before I can unlock the door, a shadow appears behind me, and I spin around to face whoever it is.
